The reborn I want to lay down a big country

Chapter 120 Means

boom! The door of bedroom 307 suddenly hit the wooden board behind the door, making a loud noise.

Shen Cong straightened up and sat up, opened his mouth and scolded: "Liang Xin, you are riding a horse..."

"It's past one o'clock in the afternoon, don't you get up for dinner?" Liang Xin sat in front of the computer desk, turned his back to Shen Cong, and said without regret, and at the same time assured him, "I won't go out tonight, you can Sleep well."

"I'm stupid..." Shen Cong covered his dizzy head, feeling a little nervous, "I really want to kill you, but I'm afraid that killing you will break the law. When did you move your computer away? You come in and out like this every day , I am really..."

"It's all forced by life, brother, if possible, who wants to work in the dormitory." Liang Xin said, and a new word document was created on the computer screen.

Shen Cong glanced at the screen, watched as Liang Xin was brewing for a little while, then he started tapping on the screen like flying fingers. After watching for three to five minutes, he found that Liang Xin didn't even intend to stop. Slowly waking up, a little admired: "Damn, you type so fast, don't you need to use your brain when writing? Awesome..."

"I said that life forced me." Liang Xin focused on writing down the color story that he and Jiang Lingling had to tell on the document. Of course, the details could not be so in place. The main character is full of various styles. Two college students met in school by fate, fell in love at first sight, and went on a lingering path.

As for why he was in such a hurry to do it himself, of course there was a comprehensive plan.

It's just that Liang Xin can't say whether this plan will be successful or not.

All in all, do your best and obey the destiny...

There is an unknown huge pressure from Chen Guangjian, which has forced Liang Xin to take a slant.

But Liang Xin didn't think there was any problem with this.

There are so many first pots of gold in this world, [-]% of them are not clean.

Compared with many shady and bloody and cruel methods, Liang Xinshen thought that his routine was so civilized and polite that it fully complied with Baipi's universal values. Even if it was exposed in the future, whoever condemned it would be a fool.

da da da da da...

The sound of the keyboard was so fast that Shen Cong couldn't see what was written on the screen.

He sighed, climbed out of bed, took the paper, and went to the bathroom again.

Afterwards, he excreted, dawdled, washed and rinsed. Ten minutes later, after Shen Cong finished solving all kinds of problems, his mental head recovered slightly. Liang Xin also finished writing the story between him and Jiang Lingling very quickly. Jokes.

Then I went to classmate.com, registered a vest named [Wuwen Xidong], and posted the joke I just wrote on the "WeChat" section of classmate.com, with a sensational title: "Mr. Liang Zongchun, two hours at a time." ".

After posting it, I immediately quit this vest and registered a new one called [Shui Mu Nian Hua]. Anyway, the blame for all the disgusting things will be blamed on the top universities in the country. Anyway, they are also doing this every day.

[Shui Mu Nian Hua] quickly occupied the first floor of the comment area, and started to taunt: "What are you bragging about, two hours, skin care?"

He is also on the second floor: Popular science, normal people, more than 3 minutes, less than 15 minutes is not considered a problem.This Mr. Liang, if he is really so brave, I suggest he go to the urology department or other related departments.

After posting, Liang Xin withdrew from the WeChat forum.

"What are you doing?" Shen Cong stood behind Liang Xin and looked at him, asking inexplicably.

"Huh?" Liang Xin turned to look at him and asked, "What did you see?"

Shen Cong thought for a while and said, "Why do you scold yourself?"

"Do I have it?"

"You haven't?"

"I do not have."

"Hmm..." Shen Cong thought for a while, then turned his head to look at the big bag of snacks on his bed, nodded and said, "Well, you didn't, I didn't see anything."

"Nice." Liang Xin gave him a thumbs up, "Brother Cong, your score book is not for nothing. I admire you."

"You just don't want to run around at night..." Shen Cong is not a person who likes to stir up trouble, and has always kept his own responsibilities. If he said "I didn't see it", it meant "I didn't see it", at all. He didn't take Liang Xin's coquettish operation to heart either.

He took his wallet, took a bottle of drink from the snack bag, and went downstairs.

At this point, the canteens were closed, so he could only go to the snack street next door to find food.

As for what Liang Xin was doing in the dormitory, he didn't care...

As soon as Shen Cong went out, Liang Xin felt more at ease doing his own thing.

He used the [Shui Mu Nian Hua] vest to steal food for 3 minutes on the food stealing page, to ensure that his vest was not a pure water army number in the eyes of outsiders, and then returned to the WeChat interface.

Then I clicked on the "Boss Liang two hours" post again, and was pleasantly surprised to find that there were two more comments at the bottom, both mocking the poster [Wuwen Xidong] for being mentally ill.

The third floor said: "From the point of view of a medical student, no matter whether Liang Xin is ill in that area or not, the landlord must be mentally ill."

The fourth floor said: "Is it really good to talk about this kind of thing everywhere? Isn't classmate.com engaged in tutoring? I came up to find tutoring information, why did you let me read these? Is Liang Xin not coming out to take care of it? Or is he also very concerned?" Enjoy the feeling of being boasted for two hours? It’s false, everything is false! Don’t you know if you have the ability for two hours?”

Liang Xin smiled coldly when he saw it, and immediately used the account of [Shui Mu Nian Hua] to post on the fifth floor: "Hahaha! I just checked the owner information of this website, and it turns out that Mr. Liang is the founder of this website." Is it too messed up? Someone actually posted this kind of post on their own land! W School of Medicine...hahahaha! What a third-rate university, it is really talented!"

After posting, Liang Xin directly logged out of the account.

Then quickly registered the third vest, [Yangyang Feixue], the gender was selected as female, and the avatar defaulted to a female user profile.

After registering, he closed the webpage and returned to the desktop.

Then build a word document again and start writing a small composition...

"I'm a freshman at W University, entering this September.

Because my grades in the college entrance examination were not high, I took three books. The annual tuition fee for the three books of the Chacha College of W University is 8000 yuan. In the first year plus other miscellaneous fees, the total fee reached 22000 yuan.But my family's conditions are not good, so in order to make up for this tuition fee, the family almost used up all their savings.After enrolling, I was plagued by this question every day.

My living expenses are not much, and the pressure of survival forces me to breathe every day.Until last week, when I was selecting courses in the computer room of the school library, I suddenly discovered a website created by students of W School of Medicine.I thought it was a helping hand stretched out by God to pity me, but I never expected that it was the starting point of a nightmare.

The student website of W School of Medicine is called Classmates.com.There is a tutor intermediary function above.With great anticipation, I left my contact information on it.And it is indicated that only jobs below the third grade of junior high school will be accepted.

After all, my own high school grades are not very satisfactory, and I don't want to delay the children in the graduating class of the third year of junior high school.But I still have confidence in the courses for the first and second grades of junior high school.Then that night, I got a call from a parent of a child.The person on the phone, claiming to be the father of the child, invited me to try teaching at his home.The time is 06:30 in the evening.I didn't think much about it, I just hoped that I could take this opportunity to earn some living expenses for myself and share some of the pressure of life with my parents.But when I..."

da da da da...

Liang Xin's thoughts flowed like a spring, and he wrote more than 10 words in less than 1000 minutes.

After writing the essay, save the document.

He used the vest of [Wuwen Xidong] to log onto the classmate website again, and clicked on that post.

Under the post, there were more than a dozen comments, and there was already a quarrel.

At a glance, almost all of them scolded [Shui Mu Nian Hua].

"W School of Medicine is a third-rate university? Are you an idiot? Do you know the score line for the college entrance examination for our optometry major?"

"Is Liang Xin weird for two hours? I said I can do it all night. Is there any problem? You are incompetent. After three seconds, you feel that others can't do it? Just because you can't do it yourself doesn't mean it doesn't exist." .”

"Second dog."

"Hahahahahaha! The genius upstairs! Miaogou...how did you come up with such a word?"

"Miaogou! Do you dare to come to our academy?"

"There's really everyone on the Internet. Although W School of Medicine is not a top university, it is also the best school in the south of Z. In the whole province, it is only one level behind Z. W University next door to us It is a third-rate university."

"Upstairs, you're a bitch, who are you calling third-rate?"

"Why didn't Shuimu Nianhua stop talking? Was he too scolded to say anything?"

"What's the situation, isn't this a forum for finding part-time tutors..."

"Call Mr. Liang! Call Mr. Liang! Someone is doing something on your territory!"

"Mr. Liang, the sponsorship plan for our basketball club is ready! When will you give the money?"

Liang Xin turned here, and the corner of his mouth moved slightly.

He clicked on the frame of the reply, and using the vest of [Wuwen Xidong], he left a message in the back row: "I didn't invent Mr. Liang's two hours. I heard it from the basketball club of W Medical College. What's the matter?" Go ahead and ask them.

The classmate first posted on the Internet that Mr. Liang took his girlfriend out to open a room during the day, and he was also a member of their basketball club. I just participated in the topic.By the way, Mr. Liang's girlfriend is a member of the basketball club. She is very beautiful and has a great figure.I think it might just be jealousy.If you can't get it, you will be destroyed, basketball club, you guys are doing great. "

Log out of [Wuwen Xidong] account after posting, and switch back to [Shui Mu Nian Hua].

"Hahahaha...! I was scolded and ran away?"

[Shui Mu Nian Hua] continued to open the map gun, "The host himself admitted that the founder of your website took his girlfriend out to open a room in broad daylight, and was even gossiped by people from your own basketball club on his website. What a shame. You're so ridiculous. Don't let anyone tell you if you reveal this kind of privacy by yourself? What kind of rubbish school! A bunch of fun!"

After sending, Liang Xin closed the webpage.

He didn't move any more, closed his eyes, and leaned back in the chair.

After falling asleep for nearly half an hour, the mobile phone rang suddenly, and Age called.

"Liang Xin, you posted that two-hour post?"

"No."

"But I see the IP address is in our school!"

"Don't worry about it." Liang Xin said lightly, "Did the click go up?"

"Yes, soaring!" Age said, "It seems that they are all people from our school, and they are surrounded by someone who should be... from Shuimu University. The speed of our website is a bit fast..."

"Normal." Liang Xin said lightly, "National Day, people who study abroad also come back. W City has an average of more than a dozen students from Qingbei every year. They go home to play cards at the game tea garden. I saw the advertisement on the website. Isn't it reasonable to come in and take a look out of curiosity?"

"Hmm..." Ah Ge always felt that something was wrong, but since Mr. Liang said so, he didn't push too much, just asked, "Do you need to control public opinion?"

"Ms. Ge, you are the technical director..." Liang Xin sighed, "Don't worry, I will pay attention."

Age felt a little melancholy because he had nowhere to use his energy, "Okay..."

Reluctantly hung up the phone.

Liang Xin put down his phone and reopened the webpage.

Under the "Two Hour Posts" on Classmate.com, there have been more than 200 messages, close to [-].

But he didn't care about the content of these messages at all.

He just stared at the data fiercely, and muttered in his mouth: "A little more, a little more...!"

(End of this chapter)